Interlude 6-E: The Prince(ss) Tamed
Milly Ashford is a genius.
It isn't obvious, given her flights of fancy and nature as everyone's favorite sex maniac. But she gets people. And she's more compassionate than someone with a rap sheet of sexual harassment and perversion as long as hers should be.
So when she approached me after I got back to talk about our mutual boytoy? I had my ears open.
"So what did Lulu do THIS time?" I say with a smirk and a toss of my lime hair.
It's refreshing to get that distracted look from a woman sometimes. Men try to hide it and fail most of the time. Occasionally you get guys like Lelouch who don't care that you caught them looking.
"What do you use for your hair? I've never been able to grow it out that long without split ends," Milly asks with an appreciative look.
"A few herbs, and an obscure hair care product from the Chinese Federation that I found out about years ago. I'll show you the website later."
I sit cross-legged, sliding the business jacket off my shoulders as I lazily recline in the office chair, the wig and contacts long since discarded.
"You know Shirley Fenette?"
I tap my cheek as the name rings a bell. Sadly, I can't recall it right now. Probably jet-lag. I shake my head.
"Orangette, green eyes, PERFECT TEN body?"
I giggle as the image finally connects. A bit naive, but I do enjoy breaking in virgins occasionally. Pity Lulu forbade me from trying anything with the Student Council. Present company excluded, of course.
"Ah yes. The fangirl trying to reform our wayward delinquent bad boy? Did Lelouch FINALLY stake a claim?" I ask with a leer.
Uh-oh. Judging by her pensive look? I do believe we're about to enter that oh-so obnoxious territory known as a 'serious conversation'. I just got through DAYS of those! I don't want to deal with more high school drama!
I sigh and wave my arm, "What happened, and why should I care?"
"Lelouch was a complete bastard and turned her down coldly and in the most hurtful way possible, to drive her away so she won't get involved in the shitstorm that's coming," Milly sighs out.
Well, damn. I didn't think he had it in him. It really was the only other option, though, aside from bringing her in.
"I'm really not seeing the problem," I say with a shrug. "Shirley really isn't cut out for this, anyway."
Milly sits on the table next to me, swinging her veeeery nice legs. I may have to sample her more later.
"Oh, I know. I even agreed with WHY he did it. Shirley will probably be much safer in the long run this way. But that's not why I'm here."
I raise an eyebrow. If she thinks I'm getting involved in one of her festivals, I'm going to dissuade her otherwise. Possibly with violence.
I REALLY want to sleep soon.
"Even if I agree with the why? Shirley is still my friend. And frankly? Lelouch is being too smug for his own good lately."
I rest my head on my hand, smiling slyly. Keep talking, blondie. You've got my attention now.
Milly claps her hands together, "So! I thought, 'Who's the one person who really could punish Lulu in a way we'd all enjoy?' And then it hit me."
I'm not seeing it. Sure, Nunnally could do it. But who wants to see him get chewed out like that? That's not fun.
Milly already did it, presumably, so she's out.
The only person who's closer to him than those two – besides me, that is – is...Oh.
I start laughing as it hits me. Mmm, yes, that actually does sound entertaining. And it is the perfect way to punish Lelouch AND have some fun with it.
I frown as the glaring flaw in this idea rears its ugly head, "How exactly do you plan to set this up? They're both frustratingly stubborn and difficult to manipulate precisely."
Milly's response is her infamous smile. Perhaps she does have a plan, after all.
I suppose it should have been obvious what her plan was. When you need to force either of those two to do something? Ask Nunnally.
I clearly missed some developments though, because I don't recall her having a girlfriend, let alone a Knight.
One thing is obvious, though. Someone definitely took the time to train this girl. Not Special Forces, though; whoever trained Alice was something else entirely.
I shake my head to clear my thoughts as Milly finishes the explanation. Damned jet-lag.
"So that's our idea. Can you help us out, Nunna?"
Alice blinks and looks at her girlfriend. And I have to admit, they do make a cute couple.
"Nunna, is this a joke?"
Nunnally puts down the tea she was sipping and smiles serenely. "No, I think Milly and CC are serious. It's too ridiculous, not to be real. And you've met my brother, you know he really has been quite insufferable lately," she says with a cheery expression.
She turns back to us, "I'll help, on two conditions. I want Alice inducted on the Student Council as an honorary member like myself, and for the two of us to be trained if and when I get out of this chair."
Alice raises an eyebrow, "Uncle Robert was pretty thorough. What can CC show me that he hasn't?"
I smirk. Challenge accepted. "I'm over 600 years old, I'm sure I can think of something."
Milly holds Nunnally's hand with a pensive expression. "Nunna...how do you feel about what happened to Shirley?"
The princess sags into her chair with a sigh. "I won't pretend I'm happy about it. I really am going to miss Shirley. But..."
I give a knowing nod as I look her in the eyes.
She grimaces, "How can I say this...Shirley is...somewhat dim at times, due to her naiveté. She does things without really thinking about the why."
Alice holds her other hand, prompting a smile, "It's one of her best qualities, normally. But with all the chaos around Big Brother? She would either get herself killed chasing after him, or else have to do things just to stay alive that would destroy that innocence of hers."
She shakes her head slowly, "Honestly? I don't really think Big Brother needs any punishment for this. He's already punishing himself enough..."
I smirk as I light up a joint. God, I go fifty, seventy, years sober, and just a few months around Lulu and I'm back to smoking again.
Why the hell did I ever quit to begin with?
"Think of it as deflating his swelled head. Both of them," I say cheekily.
Alice gives me a dirty look for that. Oh come on, if I hadn't made that joke, Milly would have.
"Do you have to be so shameless?" she says with a glare.
I blow a cloud at her, "Do I have to? No. Do I want to?"
I smirk as I stretch my arms, causing my shirt to jiggle. Which prompts a perverted giggle from Milly and a blush from Alice. Interestingly enough, Nunnally is giving me an expression reminiscent of a cat owner debating how to chastise it for clawing the furniture.
"I enjoy it, and clearly other people do as well."
Nunnally taps her fingers on her wheelchair, clearly unamused. "CC, stop teasing my girlfriend. Do I have to tell Big Brother you're being mean to her?"
I raise an eyebrow, "That's a bit harsh. I was just answering her question."
"I already chewed out Big Brother for doing this kind of thing, including yanking on his ear. Don't think I won't do the same to his wife."
I blink at the statement. Wife? She thinks I'm his...
Milly guffaws in laughter, "Ahahahaha! She didn't see it! Nunna, she literally didn't realize it! Hahaha!"
I stare dumbfounded at the girl. She thinks we're married already? But we...that is...he and I...
Alice looks confusedly at her friend, "Why are you calling her Lelouch's wife? Did they get married?"
Nunnally smirks, and I swear to God, it's the same fucking smirk as the rest of her family.
"Because whether she admits it or not, they are already married in practically everything but name."
On the one hand, it's nothing that isn't true, thinking about it.
On the other?
"And here I thought there was one of Marianne's children who wasn't a smartass," I say, arching an eyebrow.
Nunnally meets my expression with her own smug look, "You and Big Brother have been acting like an old married couple since the day I met you. You're just mad because I caught you off-guard for once."
I facepalm as it suddenly strikes me that I've had this same kind of conversation with her mother.
"Merde, not again..." I groan. "I do not need two of them in one house."
Milly raises an eyebrow, "Two of what?"
"Two mini-Mariannes. It was hard enough, dealing with her the first time," I grouse.
...What did I do now? She's giving me a troubled look.
"CC, what was my mother like when you knew her?"
I cough on the smoke as it suddenly goes down the wrong way, much like this entire conversation just did.
Lelouch might know the truth of what his mother is REALLY like, but I...I can't do it.
As old and heartless as I am at times? Even I draw the lime at destroying a child's faith in their parents. Charles notwithstanding.
And I can't lie to her, because for some damnable reason she can tell when someone is lying just by holding their hand.
Hmm. Well, I don't have to lie. Just not talk about the problematic parts. And for all her faults, Marianne was a devoted mother...most of the time. Honestly, I doubt Lelouch and Charles would have come to blows without her death.
Well, Lelouch as he was before Shinjuku, anyway. The Lelouch who came after is an inveterate smartass prick who can't stop doing it even if he'll likely get punched for it.
God, do I love that man.
"Your mother was one of my good friends, possibly the first I'd had in a long time up to that point. Although..."
How can I say this correctly..."Do you and Alice ever fight?"
The two of them blanch at the mere suggestion.
"What?! Never!" "I don't see why Alice and I ever would."
I take a swig of the tea in front of me. I would have preferred something stronger for this subject.
"Marianne and I, despite being close friends? We fought a large portion of the time."
I let my head lie back, thinking about the times gone past.
"Even when we were swearing at each other, or she was doing things like stealing my pizza, or I would slip hair dye into her shampoo? We were friends through it all," I smile fondly.
Nunnally is looking starstruck. I suppose most children don't get to hear an adult perspective about their parents from someone who knew them well. Not till they're adults themselves, usually.
"Mind you, your mother and I may have fought good-naturedly, but...well, there's a reason I say your big brother reminds me of her."
Milly raises an eyebrow, "I know he looks like her in a dress and he can pitch his voice to sound like her, but I thought Lelouch was more like his father in some ways."
Nunnally grimaces at that, "Milly, that's not very nice, and Big Brother would probably get mad at the comparison."
I shake my head, "Actually I made the same remark myself, a while ago. He actually took it as a compliment."
I tap my cheek, "He's like Marianne in his appetites, though. She was always insatiably bloodthirsty, in addition to her other urges."
THAT, gets a reaction.
Alice's jaw drops, "Wait, the Empress was bloodthirsty? Did the Emperor know?"
I laugh gaily at that. Oh my, that is funny, particularly considering their history together.
"Ahahaha! Know? He was right there beside her. Charles zi Britannia survived the Emblem of Blood, and Marianne and Bismarck Waldstein carved a path to the throne for him through the nobility and other royals, until St. Darwin Street itself was slippery with blood," I say with a vicious smile.
Nunnally stares in raw shock. I might not be telling her that mommy dearest is still around, but I'm not going to dance around Marianne's character.
I sigh, "Why do you think she was named Knight of Two? She only ceded the title of Knight of One to Waldstein for political considerations. Those two put Charles on the throne themselves, enemies be damned. THAT, is why your mother was called 'The Flash'. In fact? It's where your very name comes from."
The princess blinks. This should be fun. Almost nobody knows this story.
"So just before your parents married, your mother was feeling mildly irritated over giving up the Knight of One position. Thus? Your father, in what I can say was honestly the most romantic gesture I ever saw him do, made a decision."
I smirk, "Marianne Lamperouge, upon being named Empress, was granted the title 'vi Britannia'. Now what isn't known, is what that name actually stands for."
I giggle to myself as everyone waits with bated breath. Marianne will be thrilled that I told her this story. It's almost certainly something she'd want her children to know.
"The particle 'vi', is short for Victory. Your mother was given the name vi Britannia, so that everyone who saw or heard it would know that she won the Emblem of Blood. When Charles told her? She literally wept tears of joy."
Nunnally's eyes sparkle hearing that. She really is just too adorable.
"Wow...does Big Brother know?"
I shrug, "Probably not. Only those people actually present at the wedding heard it, and many of them aren't around anymore. And some of them hated your mother anyway for being a commoner."
Alice sniffs with her nose in the air, "Well, they can lick my boots. Nunnally's mom sounds awesome," she says, cuddling her girlfriend, whose cheeks are blazing red.
Oh, to be young and ignorant again.
"Well, I have some things to arrange in the next few days, so I'll bid you goodnight," I say as I glide up the stairs.
"Good night, Miss CC!"
Such a sweet girl. It's remarkable, how easy it is to forget she's just as sneaky and manipulative as her brother.
It took a few days, but everything is arranged and Lulu is just finishing getting ready.
"I will have my revenge for this," he says with a deadpan tone.
I pat his cheek, smirking, "Oh, stop it. You look fabulous."
He really does. Or rather, 'she' does. 'Lelucia' is wearing a dark purple set of lingerie panties with a baby doll negligee, with appropriate hair extensions. A touch of blush, a splash of ruby lipstick, a bit of eyelash curling, and a hint of perfume.
It's practically criminal that a man should be this beautiful, especially with so little makeup.
I kiss her softly, breathing out with a purr as the kiss breaks. This is going to be so much FUN.
"How did no one ever catch you before I did?"
It's patently ridiculous. He's probably one of the most gorgeous men I've ever met, whether he's dressing as a man OR a woman. And yet he was as celibate as a monk. I should know, I've seduced monks before. It's as difficult as it sounds, and that's without factoring in the rampant homosexuality.
But not impossible.
His response is a shrug and a toss of his hair as he turns around, "Prior to Shinjuku? That Lelouch was a bag full of intimacy issues, trust problems, and blatant psychoses. And that's without considering the very real dangers of anyone learning his real identity."
I raise an eyebrow, "'That Lelouch'? Aren't you the same person?"
He looks back, and there's a sense of melancholy and wistfulness. And I'm struck once again by their sense that I'm talking to someone older than a teenager on the cusp of manhood.
"You know damn well I'm not that person. Oh, I'm still Lelouch vi Britannia, but my perspective has changed and my views have broadened to the point that I am as far from that version of me, as you are compared to that naive girl who once trusted a treacherous nun."
I turn sharply to look at him with wide eyes. HOW?! I never told him...yet. I haven't told him in this timeline. But he had said that C's World showed him a possible future. Did I really tell him that?
He strokes my hair as he holds me in his arms. His leanly muscular arms. He may not look like he's gained much, but Suzaku and Kallen have been putting him through the wringer.
He'll never have the outrageous champion weightlifter build of his father, but he's not a seven-stone weakling anymore.
"I know what your Geass was."
I stiffen. Of course he would know that, if he knew about the nun. It's still not something I like talking about.
"And? I know what your wish was," he says, kissing my forehead.
My eyes look up, gold meeting violet, looking him in the eyes as though seeing him for the first time.
"CC, I will keep my promise. You'll never be alone again. And I'll make sure we have plenty of people to love us both."
...Am I crying? Maybe I am. Maybe he's truly insane.
To hell with it! I'm just as insane as he is. We're both broken and twisted people. Perhaps that's why we click.
"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep. That's a good way to make girls cry," I whisper to him.
He closes his eyes, humming softly.
"That's a pity. You're beautiful when you cry. It shows your humanity."
I nestle my head on his shoulder, smiling as my face is unexpectedly wet.
"You really are an asshole, making your witch cry like this..."
I look up, seems it's contagious.
"Then call me your warlock. Or better yet, your Demon King...my Queen of Hell."
I chuckle to myself. 本当に魔王。 (Demon King, indeed.)
I think it's time I started the entertainment.
"Alright 'Lelucia', time for your punishment," I purr out as I tie her arms up, groping and teasing her skinny form.
Once her arms are behind her, and a loop between her legs on either side of her ballsac, I tie a ball gag in her mouth, silencing any further commentary.
I smirk at her as she gives me a flat stare, "Ah, the sweet blissful sound of silence."
That comment gets a snort and something mumbled.
Hmm, I believe she said 'Like you ever shut up, bitch tornado.'
I kiss her cheek, prompting a smile and fluttering of eyelashes. Cheeky girl.
And finally the last touch, a nicely sized butt-plug to loosen her up. That draws a gasp as it slides in. I made sure that Lelucia was loosened up and cleaned out for this. Anal sex isn't something one does without preparation.
I pull her hair firmly, letting a malevolent smile blossom on my lips.
"Now then, Lelucia..., march, slut."
I take her with me, teasing her body with my free hand as I take her to her room.
And there is the last piece of the puzzle.
"Hello? Is someone there?"
The person who's going to punish Lulu. Suzaku Kururugi. Currently wearing only a nice set of silk boxers and a blindfold.
I shut the door quietly. And step in with my 'prisoner.'
"It's time Suzaku. You can remove the blindfold."
Upon doing so? He draws a sharp intake of breath. And why not?
Two beautiful people standing in the room with him. Myself in green lingerie matching my hair, which is currently in a French braid. And Lelucia, tied up with flushed features. I probably should have told her that the plug had a vibrator function.
"Lelo-" "For tonight, just call her 'Lelucia'," I interrupt him.
I grin mischievously as I lick her ear slowly. So much fun to tease.
"And she's been a very bad girl. Haven't you, you slutty little bitch?"
Lelucia pants, nodding. I had my initial doubts when I explained what I wanted. Lelouch didn't strike me as the kind of person to easily segue into the role of submissive. His force of personality is quite overpowering.
But this? This is simply WONDERFUL. She's a spectacular sub, eyes needful, body quivering, presenting as though to an unseen audience.
The acting is superb. I could never get Marianne to go full sub. Oh, she enjoyed being dominated to a degree, but she couldn't let go completely.
Lelouch...no, Lelucia, though? CAN. That's an important component of BDSM.
Trust. She trusts me. And that, that's perhaps the most touching thing about this.
Suzaku gulps nervously. And that's the other reason I'm here, and not say, Milly.
Because I don't know what Suzaku is. Lelouch himself was less than helpful. He said Suzaku can be guided. But if I let HIM direct Suzaku, it would be HIM in control. It's possible that Suzaku quite simply cannot be dominant.
But the only way to know is to remove Lelouch from the possibility of control.
Because Lelucia WANTS Suzaku to take her.
I give a lusty half lidded gaze to Suzaku, "Lulu has been quite frankly? A stuck up bitch for awhile now. And we thought she needed a taste of her own medicine," I say throatily as I grope Lelucia's chest.
Milly is staying with Nunnally for a sleepover tonight. Which she agreed to on the grounds that Nunna should not be here tonight, and that an experienced sex therapist/professional should be here.
And since I actually have been a courtesan among other things? I'm the one most qualified.
"Do you like seeing her like this? Chained, helpless, begging for release?"
He gulps and nods. At least he's not opposed. But he's still not confident yet.
I remove the gag as Lelucia pants.
"すざくさま、おねがい。。" (Lord Suzaku, please...)
My eyes twinkle in amusement, "She's eager for you. Aren't you, slut?"
She nods, "はい、女王さま。" (Yes, my queen.)
She licks her lips, squirming as she looks with half-lidded eyes at the flushed face of Suzaku.
"私はすざくさまの女。すざくさまがほしね。" (I am Lord Suzaku's woman. I desire him.)
He's breathing slowly, controlled. I smile eagerly. So it IS having an effect on him.
"Suzaku," I say looking at his face.
He starts as though someone surprised him. Ohhh. So he's trying to control himself. Maybe Lelucia was right.
"Take 'em off," I say cheekily, licking Lelucia's cheek slowly.
He nods, slowly moving his hands and letting the silk boxers...fall...
I blink, momentarily shocked at what I'm seeing. That's...impressive.
Just out of curiosity... "Suzaku, can you flex for us and give us a turnaround? Perhaps some kata?"
He tilts his head quizzically, but follows through.
The double wolf-whistle from the two of us in hindsight, should have been expected.
Suzaku Kururugi, despite his lack of confidence occasionally, is HOT. Britannians know it when they see him, pure racism won't let them admit it for most of them. Others fear the social stigma of dating an Eleven.
But the muscle definition, the coordination and kinesthetic pleasure of seeing a martial artist in motion?
Add to that his boyish good looks, soulful green eyes, and an exquisite and VERY well hung cock?
Ha! No wonder Lulu likes him so much. I may take a turn myself after she's had her fun.
Annnnnd she's giving me a smug fucking grin.
Just like her mother.
"Fine, I admit it. Suzaku is impressive, you little bitch," I grouse at her.
I grab her hair and pull, smirking, "But that doesn't mean you're getting out of your punishment."
I pull her by the hair, enjoying her occasional wince. After dropping her at Suzaku's feet, I turn and get behind Suzaku, whispering in his ear.
"'Lelucia' needs to know her place. Treat her like the slut she is."
He looks back, an adorably clueless expression on his face.
"But I don't want to hurt her...what am I supposed to do?"
I sigh and squeeze his ass, shaking my head.
"Suzaku? She wants it at least somewhat rough. Don't worry about being respectful. Just. USE. HER," I say, enunciating the last two words slowly.
He looks down at Lelucia's lusty violet eyes, "Lelo, err, 'Lelucia', do you want me to be rough?"
She nods eagerly, "はい、すざくさま。これは真実です。" (Yes Lord Suzaku. That is the truth.)
I suck at Suzaku's neck, hands groping his pecs. Oh yes, I'm definitely riding him later. Or he's riding me. Haven't decided yet.
"Tell us what you are, you cheeky cunt," I hiss as my foot daintily raises her chin.
"A Britannian princess whore, here to serve cock like I deserve," she moans out.
Suzaku nods slowly, "Well, ok. If that's what you want."
I whisper in his ear, "She won't tell you to stop unless you're really hurting her. Don't worry as long as she's in character. I'll be guiding you at first, and then I'll step back unless you're doing something wrong."
He firmly grasps her long hair, "Umm, 'Lelucia'? Please suck my cock?"
I facepalm. God damn it.
"Suzaku. She's your sex slave tonight. Don't ask. TELL. COMMAND."
Ah, there's an idea. "Act like Lelouch would if he was commanding you. Surely you have some frustration with him to let out. Something you can take out on 'Lelucia' here?"
I swear it's like a light bulb just turned on.
"Oh? She wants me to do that? Ok," he says cheerfully.
He cockslaps her, drawing a happy moan.
"Suck my cock, Britannian slut."
And she's off like a bullet. I'm giggling a bit at her enthusiasm. She's been an excellent student in the art of fellatio.
I kneel behind her, pushing her face onto Suzaku's meaty shaft, "Suck it like a whore, 'Lelucia'! You know you love it!"
Minimal gagging thus far. Good. Lelouch was right to ask for help after the first time he tried this. Even I would have some difficulty with this monster.
"Suzaku, fuck her face. She deserves it for being such a mouthy little cunt!"
I'm being more aggressive than normal, admittedly. Part of it is that 'Lelucia' actually asked for this. And another part is just me enjoying being a bit sadistic, especially on someone who's almost a carbon copy of Marianne.
Oh god, I really am enjoying watching this. Because this is making me wet.
Seeing someone as hot as 'Lelucia' almost gagging on a thick meaty cock as she's used like a wet fuck hole...
Alright, that admittedly sounded like cheesy porn dialogue. Even if it is accurate.
Suzaku isn't saying a lot. But considering he's almost balls deep in her throat? I don't expect him to talk much.
Which means I need to help out just a little. Something I'm only too happy to do.
"Suzu, pull her hair. Smack the little cunt," I moan out as I step around to hump against his rock hard ass.
He opens his mouth to say something, but then shrugs and smacks her lightly.
I shake my head, "Harder. Not full strength but enough to be firm."
I fondle his sac, causing a gasp. Such a fun boytoy.
He nods and smacks the slut sucking him off, prompting a panting moan.
Time for the show, "I think it's time you taught this skank about how to take a real man's cock," I say licking my lips.
I yank her panties off, her cock erect and dripping with precum.
As I make 'Lelucia' lie back, she turns her head to me and whispers, "ありがとう、シシ。" (Thank you, CC)
I kiss her forehead as I raise her legs up, yanking the plug out of her anus with a small gasp.
"You're welcome, 'Princess'. Suzaku," I say turning to him.
He nods, his cock throbbing with need.
Oh to hell with it. I want a taste too.
I kneel, stripping off my lingerie as I suckle his balls.
'Lelucia' is moaning as she strokes herself to this. She's probably aching to cum.
I pop the balls out of my mouth and look back, "Stop."
Her hands drop with a whine.
I take Suzaku all the way to the base of his crotch as I hum. Different taste than Lelouch. Earthier? I'm a bit too lust drunk to really categorize it properly.
I pull off with a satisfied "Ahh..." as I rub him between my breasts.
I look back at 'Lelucia' with a devious smile.
"You want him, you need to beg for it, cunt."
She spreads herself open, moaning with need.
"すざくさま、おねがい。。" (Lord Suzaku, please...)
Suzaku takes a sharp breath and is right next to her in a moment.
A kiss full of lust, and he's prodding at her asshole, inching closer.
I place a hand on his shoulder, "One moment."
I put some lubricant on my hands, working it onto his cock and Lulu's hole in turn as I calmly explain a few things.
"Seeing as how you two haven't done this before, listen carefully. 'Lelucia', if he's actually hurting you, say something. This isn't supposed to hurt that much."
I turn to Suzaku, "Suzaku, go at her pace. The anus is fairly elastic, but it takes time to loosen up and...to be blunt? You're VERY well-hung," I say, stroking both their cocks with my hands, kneeling to kiss them.
A few moans and some quick nods and I step back to sit in a chair, playing with a dildo.
"Use lube as needed and don't worry about any health issues. You're both clean, and I made sure her asshole is as prepared as I can make it."
I lick my lips, panting as I push the dildo in, "And that's all the advice I'm giving unless one of you horribly screws up. Now, I wanted a show, so give the Witch her prize."
One thing I love about Britannia? Their medical technology and understanding is absolutely fantastic. Particularly sex related.
Suzaku holds himself over her slowly as he inches in, his face sweating as he steadily enters her ass.
Lelucia's cheeks flush as she grasps onto his broad shoulders. Lifting her hips up to accommodate him.
She pants as he's finally inside, catching her breath.
'Lelucia' lets out a squeak as Suzaku picks her up, holding her up by the ass, easily holding her weight.
"その 気持ち、すばらしです。" 'Lelucia' moans out as she grips Suzaku tightly. (This feeling, it's wonderful.)
He takes a deep breath, looking into her purple eyes.
"だいじょーぶですか?" he asks as he moves his hips lower, settling to...damn, what is that stance called again? I used to know this. (Are you alright?)
The 'Princess' puts her arms around his neck and slips her tongue into his mouth.
"行くよ、私の騎士、" (Let's go, my knight.) she whispers affectionately.
His response is to set his legs firmly and kiss her.
"はい、姫さま。" (Yes, my princess.)
She gasps as he goes all the way in, his cock spreading her open.
Ahh, now I remember what it's called. The horse stance. I try to suppress a giggle-snort at the irony.
'Lelucia' looks like she's seeing stars as she rides her knight on a white stallion, or arguably just the stallion.
"ああ、ああ、ああ!" she cries out as he plunges in and out of her, both their cocks bouncing to the sound of slapping flesh. (Ah, ah, ah!)
I admit I'm putting on a show myself, legs spread open and tucked back, pussy and ass wet as I play with both holes, watching these two enjoy themselves.
"もっと、もっといいです!" (More, more!)
Suddenly he stops to spin her around, settling on the bed as he lies back to pound upwards into her gaping anus. A move which I mimic by slamming a dildo all the way to the artificial balls into my own ass.
I'm tempted to throw more commentary out, but...
It feels like I shouldn't interfere this time. The same reason I stepped back to begin with. There's a primal energy in the air.
And frankly, 'Lelucia' looks absolutely beautiful being fucked like that. The perfect compliment of grace to Suzaku's raw power.
A loud cry distracts me from my musings as her hips start bucking, cock straining to release.
"すざくさま、行く!!!" (Lord Suzaku, I'm cumming!) she shrieks as her orgasm overtakes her, her cock spurting hot cum into the air.
I rapidly crawl over to get in the 'firing range', so to speak. Mmm, I love the taste of cum. Salty, fruity, bitter, it's never ever boring.
I moan, reaching my own orgasm as 'Lelucia' paints my face and tits white.
"ああああ!" (Aaah!)
A grunt and another smaller outcry means Suzaku has finally reached his own limits. Hmm, though given the leakage on Lelucia's ass? I think he came roughly the same time as she did and he just couldn't stop himself from saying something.
"Heh heh heh."
I look up to Leluc...no. The deep voice means Lelouch is no longer playing a role.
He looks down, quirking an eyebrow up.
"Couldn't stand being left out?"
I stand up, seed dripping off my breasts as I scoop some up into my palm.
I put it in my mouth and kiss the smug bastard, hand rubbing his cock, and Suzaku's still in his ass.
"So, how was it?" I say cheekily as I lay on my stomach on the bed next to them.
Suzaku is looking at the ceiling, eyes searching for something.
"Wow...is it always so intense?"
Lelouch and I look at each other at that remark, and then burst out laughing.
"Hehehehehe!" "Hahahahaha!"
Lulu turns around with a slight wince, and kisses Suzaku full on the lips.
"Sometimes it's even better, Suzu," he whispers as he leans on his lover's chest.
I curl up next to them, enjoying the feel of their sweating bodies next to my smooth skin.
"Suzaku."
We both turn our heads towards Lelouch, whose eyes have sharpened and body language changed.
"The king protects his own. And if it was not apparent before, then hear now, the proclamation of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. And know it to be true."
He sits up, sinking onto Suzaku's...huh. That was fast. He's already hard again.
Lelouch shudders at the feeling of Suzaku's cock inside him, but reopens his eyes, fire in his violet gaze as he holds Suzaku's face by the cheeks.
"I love you. And? You. Are. MINE," he hisses the last word as he kisses Suzaku hungrily.
Breaking the kiss, he casually wipes his forehead and licks his lips.
"And, we're not done yet. Not to mention a certain cheeky witch wants her turn, right, CC?" he says, switching back to his 'Lelucia' voice.
I saunter over the chair I was sitting in and pull something out from behind the chair.
I shudder as I insert the strap on into my soaking vagina. Instantly feeling the sensation in my new 'cock'.
"Move over, Princess. I'm riding him and you're riding me," I say with a saucy grin.
'Lelucia' slips off to give me the opportunity, Suzaku gasping at the feeling. I glide over, planting my ass over the thick slice of prime Japanese beef.
I moan loudly as he slips into me, my artificial cock bouncing as Suzaku bottoms out in me. I leer hungrily at the 'princess', purring at the debauchery we're about to embark on.
'Lelucia' kisses me as she settles onto my 'cock', a smug grin on her face. Which turns into a gasp after a quick spank.
"We're going to be here awhile, and I'm going to tame you yet, 'Princess'," I moan as Suzaku squeezes my ass for leverage.
Have I mentioned I love Britannian sex toys yet? There's a simultaneous gasp from the two of us as Suzaku thrusts up. It's rather impressive that he can do that with both of us on top of him.
But then, that's one reason why he's so special.
It's going to be a fun night.
